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... got to Mcleod the more Buddhist monks we saw. When we got there it was a small hustling and bustling place with one main street with stalls selling nic nacs. The ride down to the hotel passed an ornate and colourful temple. The road was in need of repair and street lights wouldn't have gone amiss. We were staying at the Sahiwa hotel and restaurant which was basic but OK. Our room overlooked the main road which lead down to the Dalai Lama's ...

... safely in Dharamsala, or more specifically, McLeod Ganj, also known as upper Dharamsala, but most renowned simply as "where the Dalai Lama lives".

Although a major contrast from living on a houseboat on Dal Lake, going from lake culture to mountains and from a Muslim to a Buddhist vibe, both were beautiful in their own ways. As we sat one night on our balcony, eating pizza and drinking a beer while overlooking the residence of ...

... our yoga class. Yoga class started a little late as the instructor had to take his wife to hospital. We said he didn't have to come but he seemed happy about taking the class. We start with some meditation and breathing then move into different positions that are good for back, neck etc. It's hilarious trying to get into the moves without falling over. The instructor then tries to help, usually straining some part of your body and making everyone (especially Will) cry out. We ...

... steep dry slopes. In fact some of the roadways had washed out in the recent monsoons. But our weather was sunny and dry. It was cooler and greener than other places in India we have been so far, and it provided a good change of pace.

We visited the Tibetan Museum, where the plight of the Tibetan people since the Chinese invasion is chronicled. There are many photos of Tibetans escaping over the Himalaya to India-- a very difficult journey. We also visited ...

... where we would learn together from each other. And we had a great time! I introduced role plays and drawing exercises that left us all rolling with laughter. These women activists, usually so serious in their work life, let loose and opened up - to each other and to me. We learned through laughter as well as discussions. One woman came up to me during a break and said that the role plays were so much fun and that she understands gender ...